Prologue

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            "Why am I here?" I ask in a whisper, too scared to make the slightest squeak of my voice heard. I wince at the fast movement of his beautiful face coming into view, I feel his warm, soft finger tips under my chin, forcing me to look at him. "You want to know why you're here?" he asks with a harsh tone, I nod quickly, "You're here because, you are mine." he states, then shoves me harshly against the cold concrete floor and stomps away.




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